There was a hint of suspicion in his cold eyes, and Liu Yiyi was a little surprised by Murong Zixuan's accurate guess.
Is it written on her face that she is a spy sent by Prince Xia?
Why did this man see through her origins at a glance?
Slowly taking back the dagger in his hand, Murong Zixuan distanced himself from the woman in front of him with a smile.
"Don't tell me that you have nothing to do with Prince Xia's Mansion.
The only one in Murong Mansion who has a grudge against me and dares to take action against me is Prince Xia, who doesn't take anything seriously."
Recalling the meaningful smile Xia Yifeng gave him when he took Mu Yan away, Murong Zixuan's heart couldn't help but start to stir again.
Turning around and leaving, he took the brother and sister back to the mansion.
Seeing his father watching the two children running and playing in the garden with loving eyes, Murong Zixuan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then unexpectedly asked: "Dad, why don't you go with me?"
What do you think about bringing grandma back?"
After being startled, Murong Qingyun sighed heavily and looked back to meet his son's eyes.
"Do you think she will come back?"
"Whether you can come back or not depends on the method used."
With a mysterious smile, Murong Zixuan's recent appearance has made Murong Qingyun more and more unpredictable.
Murong Qingyun was really pleased that his son took over the family business honestly and was doing better and better.
But when he thought that all Murong Zixuan had done was for Princess Xia named Mu Yan, Murong Qingyun's heart felt a little blocked.
So far, he has not met Mu Yan, but he has heard more and more rumors about her.
Her son's heart was tied to her, and the emperor's serious illness was also related to this woman.
This made Murong Qingyun couldn't help but want to see with his own eyes what kind of character this person named Mu Yan was.
Smiling slightly as he watched Murong Qingyun helplessly turn around and leave, the smile on Murong Zixuan's face began to deepen.
If grandma knew that a person like Xia Yifeng was here and wanted to kill her, she would definitely come back and take a look.
The old man who taught him how to use acupuncture to save people and how to kill people invisible came to mind.
Murong Zixuan secretly made up his mind and thought about which day would be more appropriate to pick up the old lady.
Returning to Prince Xia's Mansion with a gloomy expression, she kicked open Xia Yifeng's study door.
Liu Yiyi told him what happened in a depressed mood.
"As you can see, even I am no match for him.
This Murong Zixuan probably really has a lot of background."
Xia Yifeng nodded silently.
Xia Yifeng knew Liu Yiyi's martial arts skills well.
After staying by her side for so many years, she had failed to complete very few tasks.
Unexpectedly, this Murong Zixuan could defeat her easily Take Mu Yan out of the house with your own hands?
Recalling the words Murong Zixuan brought to her, Xia Yifeng couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, revealing a wicked and sycophantic smile.
He is the first person who dares to shout like this with him Slowly walked out of the study and came to Mu Yan's room.
Xia Yifeng gently opened the door and looked at Mu Yan who was sleeping soundly on the bed.
She frowned and leaned over to touch her forehead with her hand.
There was no sign of fever.
But being so obedient and sleeping quietly in the room didn't seem to fit the character of this little woman.
After tapping Mu Yan's weak point, Xia Yifeng picked her up by the waist.
He walked out of the room with twinkling eyes, and after seeing Yan Hong glaring at him outside the door, he smiled mischievously.
"This king wants to be intimate with his wife, Palace Master, you have to take care of it too."
"Madam" sneered and repeated Xia Yifeng's words.
Yan Hong glanced at the woman in Xia Yifeng's arms, "Prince Xia really loves to joke."
"She is the one I married back to my family in a sedan chair.
If she is not my wife, then what is she?"
Feeling the chills coming from Yan Hong's body with interest, Xia Yifeng never understood why Yan Hong always looked at her so unhappy. .
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After all, in his impression, there was no conflict with Piaomiao Palace.
"She is just a pawn in your plan.
For Prince Xia, what is more important than you being the emperor?"
Yan Hong curled her lips sarcastically and pointed at Mu Yan in Xia Yifeng's arms, " I don’t know where you want to take her, but for her own good, it’s best to keep her here.”
Ignoring Yan Hong's righteous warning, Xia Yifeng winked at Liu Yiyi who was coming not far away, then jumped up and onto the roof, took a deep look at the fight between the two on the ground, and smiled slightly. , hugged Mu Yan and disappeared.
Warm room, soft blankets.
After waking up again and looking at the unfamiliar environment, Mu Yan sat up suddenly and carefully observed everything in the room.
In front of the rosewood piano stand, a man in flowing white clothes sat.
After noticing that he was awake, he raised his eyes slightly and met Mu Yan's eyes.
Extremely beautiful eyes, with ethereal and profound gaze.
The mask on his face made Mu Yan remember it deeply.
After all, on the first night she came to this world, she saw this strange man wearing a mask.
The sound of the piano rose up, first as gentle and lingering as gurgling water, and then slowly as majestic as the roaring sea.
It makes people feel relaxed and happy as if they are in the boundless wilderness.
When the song ends, time seems to stand still at the moment when the sound of the piano stops.
Watching the man reach out and slowly take off his mask, Mu Yan suddenly felt inexplicably nervous.
She held her breath and stared at him silently, looking at the exquisite but lifeless face under the mask.
Mu Yan's heart sank to the bottom.
"Wake up."
A smile slowly appeared on Xia Yifeng's face.
Noticing the flash of disappointment in Mu Yan's eyes, Xia Yifeng walked to the bed, stretched out her hand to lift Mu Yan's chin, and looked at the With a stubborn face, he said, "Why, I'm disappointed that the person who hopes to play the piano for you is that Murong Zixuan."
"So what if it is, so what if it's not."
Mu Yan knocked off Xia Yifeng's hand and smiled coldly.
"My lord, have you ever cared about my affairs?"
"That's right.
Murong Zixuan will die in my hands no matter what."
Feng Qingyun's calm words made Mu Yan's body straighten up again.
Looking at Mu Yan with an extremely serious expression, Xia Yifeng spoke again loudly, "Whether it's Xia Mingyi, Murong Zixuan, or that shrinking turtle Feng Xiaoling.
As long as there is a chance for you to leave my side, I will They will disappear from this world
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